WASN'T POSTED.

Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4407, 17 February 1883, Page 4

WASN'T POSTED.

DEEPICK DODD

The other day, over at the Pacific Yacht club reception at Saucelito, a gravelooking man in' a brown coat tapped one of the most energetic dancers on the arm, and requested a few moments' private conversation.

" Well, sir," said tke heated waltzer, after he had excused himself from his partner and elbowed his way into the dressing-room. "Speak quick. What caD I do for you ? " " I see you wear Feeley's old stylo knob extension," said the grave nsan, earnestly.^ " Now that was all very well five years "ago, but science, my dear sir, is always on the march."

" What the blazes are you talking about ?" asked the round dancer, much mystified..

" Another great objection is the extreme weight of the old style. They are really no better than the solid wood. Now, why not try one of our latest improved, with Duflicker's patent attachment P" "Patent what P"

" Why, patent leg," said the agent, blandly fishing out an order book. " Ours only weigh four pounds, and have the new side pivot action, French kicking spring, and all the latest wrinkles. Only §45 by ex "

" What the blazes do I w.ant with a false leg ?" roared the other, much disgusted; "I've got two real ones of my own."

" Why, you don't mean to say that you haven't got a false leg on ?" said the agent, much bewildered.

" Me sir—you can see for yourself," and he held up his calves to be pinched. " False leg, indeed !" " Then what in the name of thunder did you mean by staggering round in there just now like a pair of tougs in a fit. Are you knock-kneed, or what ?" " Why, you old fool," retorted the young man, with deep scorn, " don't you know anything ? I was dancing tbe Backet," and he rushed off consulting his programme, while the unsophisticated leg man went around trying to convince the floor managers that a dangerous lunatic had managed to work his way in there somehow.